I drank some turpentine when I was two. Must have been deliciously piney or something. I don't remember drinking the stuff but I have vague recollections that getting my stomach pumped was a horrible experience, and I remember having a lingering fear of hospitals for a couple years after that...

My friend and I, at the age of four, decided to make a hat out of some upholstery material we found. We got into the utility room and thought we found glue. We smeared it all over the upholstery fabric and then put our hands in our mouths. We were treated with a house call from the doctor who had us drink salt water! Oh boy was that fun and memorable. I doubt that we got enough of the poison to do much harm, but there was certainly a lesson to be learned.

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